I’m not sure what I expected all this mom stuff to be like. But I know it wasn’t that I would be totally, completely in love with a tiny little person. Sometimes he is sweet and cooey and lovey like in the magazines. Sometimes he is crying, fussy, and red-faced. Sometimes it is bliss. Sometimes it is insanity. But he has stolen my heart in a way I didn’t know was possible. And that is why I think he has the perfectest foot.